It’s funny how everyone let’s the time of the day dictate the beginning or the end. If I’ve had a weird morning, why can’t I just spin around and decide it’s a new day, right then, at 10:03am? You know what, I can, and I did. This morning, I backed into Sean’s motorcycle with my car, then got a ticket for an unrelated thing… all before 8:30am. I decided that it’s Friday, and that everything before 8:30am was not Friday. So my day, right now, is perfect. Hope yours is too.